I only ever saw Bowie perform once, and it was no grand occasion. At most, there were a few hundred there, as he was a virtually unknown name, and most were probably there for the same reason as me - to have a good time in the open air as summer ceded to autumn, and enjoy the Free Festival and take in the vibes,man. It was Beckenham, 1969, and Bowie had taken up residence there, as I was to do a couple of months later.
I don't honestly remember too much about the occasion, except 'Space Oddity' being on the speakers as I arrived, it being the first time I'd heard it, and it was the only Bowie record I ever bought for my own collection: in fact, it might have been the last 45 I ever bought.
It was pure chance that I even knew about the Free Festival, later immortalised by Bowie in his 'Memory of a Free Festival'. It was on a Saturday, and I'd only returned that lunchtime to my family home in Bromley from several months travelling etc in Europe. If I hadn't caught a bus down from Bromley North station to Westmoreland Road I wouldn't have caught the small, psychedelic-style flyposter stuck on the bus stop announcing the festival. I do seem to remember my parents being unimpressed that I was dumping my bags and going straight over to Beckenham, but hey ho.
The only time I ever saw Bowie in Beckenham thereafter was once in the health food shop, when we exchanged smiles as we both waited at the counter: I was too reticent a person to say how much I'd liked 'Space Oddity'.
Decades later, I got to know (slightly) a woman who'd come to live in West Cornwall who became a customer of my bookshop : she was a cousin of Bowie's who'd grown up with him and was entrusted with buying art pieces etc for his foundation/trust or whatever it is. She later moved to Greece where I believe she is very prominent in the art world - she goes by the (obviously assumed) name of Kristina Amadeus.